- Sue: Daddy?
- Henry Wrigley: Yes, poppet?
- Sue: You know I like to help you with your work.
- Henry Wrigley: Oh, but you do. Any suggestions?
- Sue: Well, in this week's for instance, Miss Robin Hood says "Golly, here's the police"
- Henry Wrigley: Yes, she seems to say that every week, doesn't she?
- Sue: Well, that part's all right. It's just that well, we don't say "golly" any more.
- Henry Wrigley: Oh, what do you say?
- Sue: Anything, like "crumbs" or "gosh"
- Henry Wrigley: You mean "golly" is considered old-fashioned?
- Sue: Well, not really I suppose... Babs Henshawe says "golly", and she's hockey captain
- Henry Wrigley: That would seem to justify it, wouldn't it?
- Henry Wrigley: That's what happens when anyone like you gets hold of anything. You get fatter and fatter. All you think about is balance sheets, profits and inter-office memos. Before you've finished you've killed the very spark that keeps the whole thing going. What do you think all this muck is built on? The work of writers - people like me! Without us, you'd be a stranded whale!